when a person is Born with genetical mutations to ones auto-immunity, it is quite hard to live your life as a “normal” person. you’ll get sick easily, you’ll feel weak, lethargic and other elements which makes a sick person sick. It’s tough, Lyle knows it is. thou not born with genetical mutations he knows the feeling. esspecially when friends of yours look at you in a different manner. Nothing hurts more than the eyes of your friends staring down into your very soul, cold empty and full of apathy.

But listen now to what Lyle has to say, Lyle knows that the person who is reading this knows who the reader is, so listen to the words he would like say. words which are and maybe a few.

Like what was said, humans born to the image of god. born with only one Wing, some no wings at all. that is why humans have created the word friend which means freedom. as friends, friends gives a person freedom to be unshackled from bondage of self-doubt. No man is an island, and Lyle knows that very well. You who reads this, you who is shackled down, we are your friends and if your wing is one and none we will use our wings to bring you out from your own slavery.

but before we can do that, you need to acknowledge that help is just an asking away.

Originally posted 2005-04-06 11:30:28.

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